บท 30: Chapter 30: Little Rose Meets The Pink Lady

Mary leaned against the doorframe of the bathroom, surveying her latest plaything. She had done a pretty good job making sure he stayed sanitary and didn't stink up the joint. The mountain of bills that burdened his wallet was gifted to a very sweet, but very pregnant housekeeper, in exchange for her marking her room as "clean" and steering clear until she checked out. Mary smirked to herself as she remembered the doe-eyed, grateful expression that clung to the poor young lady's face. She told Mary that was more money than she'd seen in her life, but it was a blessing that wasn't a moment too soon.

'I guess Takeshi was right.' She chuckled inwardly. 'Guess I really am considerate."

Her reverie was interrupted by a soft knock at the door. Mary grabbed one of her many pistols off the shelf by the bathroom door and carefully tiptoed her way to the entrance. Content that she didn't see anyone resembling a Flannigan through the peephole, she opened the door.